Know What I Want

Kali Uchis

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    They say one door open when another door close
    I'm prayin' that's the way that it goes
    'Cause right when I'm 'bout to turn the door knob
    It seems it's all locked up and the key decomposed
    Remind me this the life that I chose
    Go full speed
    I can't read the signs that say stop

    I brush it off and try to act all nonchalant, yeah
    I notice everything, I just act like I don't

    But I know what I want (I know)
    Yeah, I know what I want (just what)
    But I know what I want (I want)
    But I know what I want (don't tell me, 'cause)

    You swear that you're grown
    It's 5 in the morning
    You won't call, or come home
    I'm getting really tired of it
    All up in my phone, boy, leave it alone
    And I'm learning, now I know
    Should have left your ass in the friend zone

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    They say one door open when another door close
    I'm prayin' that's the way that it goes
    'Cause right when I'm 'bout to turn the door knob
    It seems it's all locked up and the key decomposed
    Remind me this the life that I chose
    Go full speed
    I can't read the signs that say stop

    I brush it off and try to act all nonchalant, yeah
    I notice everything, I just act like I don't

    But I know what I want (I know)
    Yeah, I know what I want (just what)
    But I know what I want (I want)
    But I know what I want (don't tell me, 'cause)
    But I know what I want (I know)
    Yeah, I know what I want (just what)
    But I know what I want (I want)
    But I know what I want (don't tell me, 'cause)

    I know just what I want
    Don't tell me, 'cause I know
    Yeah, I know
    Yeah, I know
    Don't tell me
    I know what I want
    Yeah, I know what I want
    But I know what I want
    Yeah, I know what I want

    But I know what I want (I know)
    Yeah, I know what I want (just what)
    But I know what I want (I want)
    But I know what I want (don't tell me, 'cause)

    You swear that you're grown
    It's 5 in the morning
    You won't call, or come home
    I'm getting really tired of it
    All up in my phone, boy, leave it alone
    Should have left your ass in the friend zone

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    Composition: Jason Kirt Fleming

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